Tiger Police

Chapter 451 The mouse in the bun
Hu Pingtao rushed to the scene with Wang Gui. Dozens of people had already gathered on the sidewalk outside the bun shop, blocking the shop tightly.

Separate the crowd and walk into the circle. The couple who run the shop are scolding a middle-aged woman.

"Your business is dirty and dark, and you have a bad conscience. Do you usually care about the hygiene of the store? There are even mice in the buns."

"Put your mother's stinky farts! Believe it or not, I will tear your stinky mouth open?"

"Do you have the guts to admit it, don't you? I have conclusive evidence. I have real objects and videos. Let me tell you, there must be an explanation for today's matter. You have to lose money, and you have to pay me for medical expenses and nutrition expenses."

"Should I compensate you? You still ask me for medical expenses for buns that cost one yuan each? Damn it, I didn't open my business for a long time after you made such a fuss. How do you calculate this loss?"

"I've already called the police. Wait for the police to come...Hey, why don't you come here now! You're welcome!"

Seeing Hu Pingtao walking into the crowd in uniform, the middle-aged woman who was yelling seemed to see a savior.She rushed up to greet her, raised her finger and pointed at the steamed stuffed bun shop opposite and shouted sharply, "You guys are finally here. It's them, and I bought the steamed stuffed buns at his house. What a shameless conscience! Look, this There is a mouse in the bun!"

She held up the steamed stuffed bun in her right hand that had obviously been bitten into, the black stuffing leaked out, it looked like it was half the body of a mouse.

Hu Pingtao said seriously: "Don't worry, take your time one by one. Say your names first, then show your ID cards, and then make statements after I finish the registration."

The owner of the bun shop angrily took out his ID card and handed it to Hu Pingtao: "I'll come first. This is mine. My name is Yang Guanglu."

The middle-aged woman on the opposite side followed closely behind: "My name is Zhou Yan."

Hu Pingtao recorded in order, then raised his head: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Yang Guanglu has a strong figure and wears a long white bib that has been washed a little.He pointed at Zhou Yan, annoyed: "This is a franchise store of "Xiduoduo", and the fillings for the buns are all the same recipe from the main store. In addition to buns and steamed buns, they also make siu mai and steamed dumplings." , silver rolls, quicksand buns...the store opens at six o'clock every morning. To be honest, the food in my store tastes really good, and people who rush to work in the neighborhood like to eat it. Basically, after noon, steamed buns and steamed buns I sold more than half of it. When the situation is good, there will be another wave of sales around [-]:[-] pm. My wife and I close the stall at [-]:[-] every day, close the door and go home.”

"I've been here for more than two years. I'm not bragging. I'm the best bakery business on this street. Originally, I just rented a small shop. Last year, I expanded the business. I put the houses on the left and right They are all rented out, and now the shop employs three assistants."

Speaking of this, Yang Guanglu raised his finger and pointed to Zhou Yan who was standing opposite: "Early this morning, this woman came to me with half a steamed bun, saying that she bought my steamed stuffed bun yesterday, and after she went back, she ate a piece of stuff in the steamed stuffed bun." A mouse."

"Isn't this nonsense!"

As soon as the words came out, Zhou Yan was also angry: "I'm not talking nonsense, this is obviously your steamed stuffed bun. I bought it at around three o'clock yesterday afternoon, and I didn't have time to eat it. When I got home, the steamed stuffed bun was already cold. I put it in the steamer. After a bit of heat, I found a mouse in it as soon as I bit into it, which disgusted me so much that I vomited on the spot.”

Yang Guanglu opened his mouth and cursed: "You fart! How can there be mice in the buns I sell? You obviously stuffed them in because you wanted to extort money."

Zhou Yan's fighting power is very strong, and her screams are piercing, and she spits everywhere: "You unconscionable bastard (bastard), you can do such things to save money. The cost of making stuffing with rat meat is cheap." No? Let me tell you, I went to the hospital last night, and the doctor sent me to the hospital for treatment, so you must give me an explanation!"

When Yang Guanglu heard it, his eyes turned red: "Believe it or not, I cut off your tongue? Are you a mad dog? If you talk nonsense, I will chop you off too!"

The onlookers on the side talked a lot.

"The steamed stuffed buns here taste pretty good. I didn't expect the hygiene to be so poor."

"That's right! There are mice in the steamed stuffed bun. Just a phone call can call the TV station's reporter. It's definitely big news."

"This boss is so fierce! The police dare to stab someone with a knife when they are around. I think he doesn't care about this matter!"

"That's right. It's just a steamed stuffed bun. It's true to use the money to eliminate the disaster quickly. There's no need to make things bigger."

Hu Pingtao has roughly understood the ins and outs.He asked Zhou Yan: "Are you sure you bought the buns from this store?"

Zhou Yan was dressed in a very ordinary way. She nodded her head a few times and answered affirmatively: "Yes. I live in the neighborhood next door. I was sleepy at noon yesterday, so I lay on the sofa and squinted for a while. I woke up around 02:30 I came here and went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. I passed by here when I came back, because I bought his buns before and thought they were delicious, so I wanted to buy some for lunch."

"It was past three o'clock yesterday afternoon...it should be a quarter past three! This is the time I bought the buns."

"He wasn't in the store at the time, his wife sold it to me." Zhou Yan pointed at the proprietress standing behind Yang Guanglu.

Hu Pingtao turned to look over there, and asked, "Is that so?"

The proprietress is in good shape, thin, and belongs to the docile type.She has been standing behind her husband Yang Guanglu, nodded hesitantly, and replied weakly: "...Yes, I remember her. When she came to the store to buy things yesterday afternoon, she was carrying a bag of vegetables in her hand One version of eggs. The egg tray for binding eggs was delivered, and one egg fell out, and I asked her to tie the egg tray again, so as not to break the others."

When Zhou Yan heard this, a somewhat smug expression appeared on her face, and she spoke convincingly: "Did you hear me, I didn't talk nonsense. I bought the buns at this store yesterday afternoon."

As she said that, she turned around and pointed to the surveillance camera set up on the sidewalk next to her: "There is surveillance over there, facing this store. Even if they don't admit it, it's useless. When the time comes, you will find out by adjusting the surveillance."

Yang Guanglu stared, and shouted angrily: "There are no mice in my store. You made this on purpose. Even if you bought buns from me, so what? There are so many people who come to my store to buy things. You ask, who ate a mouse out of a bun?"

Zhou Yan put one hand on her waist, and pointed at Yang Guanglu with the other, with a domineering look on her face: "I didn't have it before, but it doesn't mean I don't have it now. Anyway, I bought the buns from your shop, and it's a fact that I ate mice. You can't deny it. You must eat it." Lose money!"

Without even thinking about it, Yang Guanglu opened his mouth and cursed: "I will pay you (chicken)."

Zhou Yan is someone who has experienced this kind of scolding and fighting. She is unequivocal: "Okay! Compensate! Here comes the knife, chop off the one on your body and pay me!"

The onlookers next to him roared with laughter.

Hu Pingtao shook his head for a while, stepped forward, and separated the two of them to stop him: "Okay, just give me a few words."

Yang Guanglu was full of anxiety, stuttering, and couldn't even speak clearly: "... Police... Listen to me... She must have done it on purpose. I, I, I... I always pay attention to credibility when I open a store. Hygienic, it needs to be cleaned every day, and the fillings that are not used up are put in the refrigerator, no matter how strong a mouse is, it is impossible to get in!"

Zhou Yan sneered and satirized: "It's hard to say. Some mice can even eat the refrigerator. Maybe you still have a lot of this inexplicable meat in your refrigerator."

Hu Pingtao turned around and glanced at her: "Okay, I didn't ask you now. Follow along one by one."

Zhou Yan didn't listen to the words at all, and she screamed again: "Everyone come and see! This is a black shop, and the owner specializes in making stuffed buns with rat meat. You don't have a conscience in business, don't buy from him in the future." Things at home, don't..."

Hu Pingtao interrupted sharply: "Didn't you hear what I said? I warn you, if you do this again, I will take measures against you!"

Only then did Zhou Yan shut her mouth, her face full of displeasure.

Hu Pingtao turned to the fat bun shop owner: "Go ahead."

Yang Guanglu collected himself and regained his composure.He asked his wife to take out a steamed bun from the store, broke it open in front of everyone, and explained: "Look, all of you, the steamed buns I sell are regulated. According to the requirements of the main store, the steamed buns have a fixed size. Big can’t be small. To be honest, if the buns are made bigger, the flour and fillings will need to be much more. The cost goes up, so how can I make money?”

Hu Pingtao nodded slightly, what he said made sense.

Yang Guanglu continued: "This steamed stuffed bun is small, so it has to be carefully made. The things that go into the stomach are different. First, they must look good to the eyes, and then they will taste delicious. When making steamed stuffed buns, they must be round and there must be folds. Six pleats for red bean paste, twelve pleats for meat stuffing, the surface of custard buns must be smooth, and soy sauce from Tuodong factory must be used for siu mai... It is clearly written on the form sent by the main store, we I have always followed the rules. Because I can’t do otherwise! They are very responsible and often send people to the store to check. Once they find that we have violated the rules, they will collect a sign and push a deposit at that time, and this business will not continue.”

At this time, the proprietress had already taken out a document with an oily cover from the store.Hu Pingtao took it and flipped through it casually. As Yang Guanglu said, it was indeed a must-have rules and regulations for franchise stores.

Yang Guanglu told his wife: "Go inside and take out the minced meat that was mixed yesterday."

He then turned around and explained to Hu Pingtao: "Officer, I'm not talking nonsense. The buns I sell, except for the xiaolongbao, are the same whether they are sweet or salty, and they are all the same size as half a fist. You said my eyes should To what extent do you have to be so blind that you can stuff such a big mouse into it?"

Hu Pingtao had thought about this problem before, and now he heard Yang Guanglu say it, he immediately nodded and smiled: "This is true. A mouse is about two or two, and the small ones grow long, and the big ones are hard to tell." gone."

The onlookers nearby also came to their senses.

"The boss of this steamed stuffed bun shop is very interesting. Yes! It's so bad looking that you can stuff a mouse into the steamed stuffed bun."

"Hahahaha, how funny! Tell the truth!"

"Why didn't I think of this layer before? How did that woman eat the size of a mouse?"

Zhou Yan became anxious when she heard this, and raised the half of the bun in her hand again, screaming regardless: "Take a good look, this bun is not a whole mouse, only a small half. Don't be fooled by him." Cheated!"

Hu Pingtao stretched out his hand: "Show me the bun."

Faced with his request, Zhou Yan obviously hesitated.She stood there, holding the buns in her hands but not moving.

Hu Pingtao said with emphasis: "If you don't show it to me, how will I know if you're lying on purpose?"

Zhou Yan still insisted: "You are a policeman, you can just tune in to the surveillance camera! I bought the buns at his house, just yesterday."

Hu Pingtao felt that her tone had become a little flustered, and said lightly: "I didn't say that the buns were not bought here. But you are the one who called the police. Since we have come, we must find out the matter. You said his house There are rats in the steamed stuffed bun, we have to investigate. To put it mildly, it’s a civil dispute. To put it too big, it’s malicious fraud.”

A trace of panic flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes. She tried to stay calm and shouted repeatedly: "How could it be a malicious fraud? He didn't pay attention to hygiene, okay? He used rat meat to make buns, so if you want to catch him, you'll catch him!"

"What if he didn't do that?" Hu Pingtao looked at Zhou Yan: "If someone manages the store well, no matter who changes the store, he will not be happy. There are many ways to resolve conflicts... In this way, I propose Just a suggestion, or else let’s forget about this matter, you apologize to others, and this matter will be over.”

He has already seen that Zhou Yan is obviously tricky.As Yang Guanglu said: How could such a big mouse be stuffed into a steamed stuffed bun even if it was only half its body?

Civil disputes are mostly in the form of persuasion.If it can be resolved on the spot, it will be resolved on the spot. If it is not possible, it will be transferred to the judicial process.

Hu Pingtao didn't want to make matters worse, it's best for both parties to take a step back. Of course, Zhou Yan, as the one who started the trouble, must apologize.

Zhou Yan, however, refused to let go at all.She thought for a while, and handed the bun to Hu Pingtao: "Take a good look, there really isn't a single mouse in it, but there is still a small half."

Hu Pingtao reached out to take it, and the onlookers also turned their heads to see what happened. Yang Guanglu was the closest, and he could see clearly.

To be precise, it was the upper body of the mouse—it had a complete black head, and the body was cut obliquely, with the remaining left forelimb and some internal organs that looked like intestines.The dark green vegetables on the side have become dull in color.

Yang Guanglu shouted loudly without thinking: "This is not a bun from my shop."

Just as he was talking, the proprietress brought out a box of fillings from the store.

Yang Guanglu took it with his hand, turned the open side of the box to everyone, and explained: "This is really not a bun from my shop! You all have a look, I usually use pork for the stuffing, but now I use a machine to grind the meat." , without manual chopping.”

"Even if I really don't pay attention to hygiene, if there are mice in the ingredients, it must be ground! How can there be such a big head?"

(End of this chapter)